[Intro]
This shit off the top, man (Grrrt)
But you already knew that, hm (Southside shit)
Okay

[Chorus]
This life I live is war, it's never ending
Ain't a friendly guy, so I don't want no friendships, yeah
Ain't a friendly guy, so I don't want you near me, yeah
I don't know if she really love me, man, this shit be scary
When you shoot Glock, shoot it, keep your eyes open
Real fire hit you, this is not props, huh
Still posted at that corner store where I lost my n***a
Shoutout my hot boys, they run these streets, you know this shit don't stop

[Verse]
Grrrt, money keep on coming, bitch, it's never changed me
Hurt to see the ones you love on TV
I know, I can't get ahead of myself
This life I'm living is real
My brother, he wishin' me well, yeah
My brother, I tell him to kill, yeah
N***as dyin' with their stick, it's death behind this shit
Demons inside, I got used to it, painless
Rollin' with shottas, real shooters, most hated
Mhm, yeah, yeah
Playin' with two sticks, now it's real sticks
I done seen the realest shit, crazy
And you see the real switch
Lately been stuck off syrup shit, no bap
My dawg the pitcher, you know how we move, yeah, strike 'em
I was out there early mornings, we was causin' riots
And my brother don't fuck with you, homicide, I'll minus
And I fell in love with you, I fell in love, I'm honest
Perc, mhm, RP make me vomit
Fuckin' bitches, had to stay clutchin' on my rocket
Three hundred a line, this designer, yeah, wocky
Whole lotta love for my brothers, for me, he walk for free
Around the steppers, Southside, get it, gettin' it and get it
Bussin', new Glock, bust it
Freak bussin', your head, bust it, yeah, we're never tusslin'
And I fucked my bitch friends, friends
But I say for you, I'll chain this knot again
Paid so much for glasses to see the fake in front of me
Thirty on the grill, thirty in the clip
Grrrt, hit stick, hit fifth
I ain't really trust 'em too much, shit, I got a hard head
"Stay away", that's what my dawg said
But I still get evil, huh, spin around, creepin' with Skeems
[Chorus]
This life I live is war, it's never ending
Ain't a friendly guy, so I don't want no friendships, yeah
Ain't a friendly guy, so I don't want you near me, yeah
I don't know if she really love me, man, this shit be scary
When you shoot Glock, shoot it, keep your eyes open
Real fire hit you, this is not props, huh
Still posted at that corner store where I lost my n***a
Shoutout my hot boys, they run these streets, you know this shit don't stop